Within the Primordial Land, Qilin Cliff
"Ao Guang, don't leave yet. This old man has a question for you. Why did Ancestor Dragon hold a banquet at Lingyun Ferry?"
First Qilin grabbed Ao Guang, who had been trying to flee. In front of a peak Quasi-Saint, Ao Guang, a Grand Unity Golden Immortal, had nowhere to run.
"Big Brother, save me!"
Ao Guang looked imploringly at Shi Yu, hoping his big brother would save him.
Shi Yu merely snapped his folding fan shut with a crisp "snap~"
"Everyone, I'll head to the banquet first!"
"See you!"
Shi Yu took one step forward. A streak of azure light flashed around him, and he vanished without a trace.
"..."
Ao Guang's wide-open mouth had yet to close when the corner of his eye caught First Qilin's face, dark with purple fury. His whole body shuddered, and he gave a dry chuckle:
"Hehe~"
"His Majesty really is swift and decisive. When he says he's going to a banquet, he goes to a banquet!"
"Cut the nonsense!"
First Qilin's five fingers curled like hooks as he lifted Ao Guang by the back of his collar. His voice was icy:
"Speak!"
"What are you Dragon Clan up to now?!"
"Lingyun Ferry is a sacred Buddhist site, yet your Dragon Clan held a banquet there and even sent the invitation to me!"
The Qilins surrounded them from all sides, each one cracking their knuckles. They looked ready to tear Ao Guang apart if he dared to lie.
Ao Guang was close to tears. Big Brother, if you were going to leave, fine—but you could at least have taken me with you...
Didn't you know the Qilin Tribe and the Dragon Clan are sworn enemies?!
"Our Dragon Clan guards the waters of the Primordial Land. Lingyun Ferry